Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination.
One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"